I wrote a whole post rambling about my feelings and my confusion, and I'm not sure if I feel comfortable releasing these thoughts on into the blogosphere. I may post it later, and I may not.
The rug was tugged under me a little last night and it's made me feel confused, sad, worried, and a tiny bit betrayed. I have to put on a happy face and be reassuring and patient and supportive, but damn if I don't feel like withdrawing into myself to protect myself and lick my wounds. I'm so frustrated because I don't deserve this - I feel as though I am getting punished because I'm a convenient target.
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